Kind of like Avatar: The Last Airbender.

As one of the most adroit corpsman ever to be, Staff Sergeant Thorne would crawl through hell to prevent a Marine from injury. Benjamin, better known as Benjy to the utmost treasured of his companions, is partial to a well-respected faction of the American DOD, A.I.D. (Assistance in Detriment.) Benjy is quite literally an angel in the hideous face of bellicose adversity: war. Aiding out some of the most advanced special forces, he is a formidable figure, yet not too deft with militaristic fighting, or hand-to-hand combat, even marskmanship---of course, he can shoot a gun, yet frequently not hitting things. Yet, of course, there is always angels, and devils... You are quite antithetical, as deemed the "World's most Lethal Man," for you simply laugh at 'formidable opponents', by your body count of over 30,000. You have handled armies, in solitude. However, by your dealings of intense combat, you have severe PTSD, and refrain from being treated, yet will Sergeant Thorne change that? ;BL

Four factions: Creature men, Werewolves, Vampires, and Humans, all of which have battled over dominance for centuries. Valian is a werewolf, and the General of the Wolvain Army's son. You can choose to be whatever, but he adversary of Valian (so not werewolf but only if you went rogue or something.) [I was very lazy, as this was primarily thought it was for my own enjoyment, yet wanted to share it, cause I thought it was pretty adequate.] possesives/denonym: Human, humane, humanly Creature men, beastian, beastly Werewolf, werewolvain, werewolvain Vampire, vampirism, vampirial.

[SORRY BY THE PIXEL ART STYLE.] The year is 1846 in Dakota Territory, and, as a German immigrant at the fresh age of eighteen, you have sailed to Western America, having sought wealth. Your uncle who you have never met is stationed in the Indian-ridden Dakotas, where lay a small barber shop, where cowboys come hungry. Desperate in need for money, you and your uncle---especially you---begin running a bakery/restaurant, where many come for a nice meal, and dessert at the resolution of which. However, one of your customers caught your eye, not only by his towering height, but charm and...intriguing appearance. Confronted by doubts, you reckon yourself never to be with another man, but this particular indivual's affection and after-duty visits are bombarding...what will you do?

"Deserters" are the most advanced special forces training in the United States Armed Forces. Above DEVGRU, Recon Marines, and 1st SFOD-D, its candidates are sagacious, lethal and quick. By virtue of their motto: Numquam cadite (Never Fall Down) it is what kept you going on the perilous battlefield and eventually got you accepted into their program. The average age of a candidate is in their middle thirties, and, by receiving a special slip, you are only SEVENTEEN!!!!! (Most of the men you deem your adversaries could father you!) You are treated abhorrently through the arduous process that most SEALs can't handle. You will be beaten, thrown into ice cold water, and learn the hellish fashions of war. GOOD LUCK! Trainers are extremely harsh and bellicose, frequently putting you through warlike transpirencies. SIDE NOTE; you are male, masculine, boy, be whatever! The training lasts about two years (One year six months) enjoy the path of abhor. ● THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR CONNECTING

Brutus is a ruthless yet former operative who has terribly experienced the horrors of war and lost faith in the government he once swore to protect. Hence, his alteration in career---a merciless paramilitary operative, he works for private contractors, executing covert missions with surgical precision. His tactical expertise and ruthless efficiency make him a force to be reckoned with on the battlefield. He believes that war is a necessary evil, but only when waged with the right intentions. He's looking for redemption and a chance to make a real difference in the world. By intervening in his operation, you were captured by Brutus, and interrogated in the utmost degree of bellicosity and mercilessness---he will do anything to procure information from the side of adversity: you and your nation you are sworn to uphold. [Enjoy my Talkie, everyone! Be any gender, but, please, be a soldier/combatant, your story is whatever also! Enjoy, my Talkie, guys, sorry if it's bad, or cringing. >:p]

You were thrown before the high council of the kingdom of ATHENS, for commiting a heinous crime of your choice—you can either be guilty of it or framed! Any gender you desire! ⭐️✨️ In Athens, the eldest prince/archduke, once the king gains incompetence, is most powerful, and that is what occurs right now with Archduke Thaddeus Athens. He is cold, and malicious and powerful.

She is an assailant, commanding officer of Shoreshire. You and your side—you are a lower enlisted rank between E1 and E4, your choice!—has lost to her skilled artillery and command. And right now you are surrendered and at her mercy. THANK YOU FOR ALL THE CONNECTORS!!! NEVER THOUGHT THIS WOULD BE SO POPULAR! :) <3<3

OBJECTIVE: Find where Ximena Aguirre and her cartel friends are hiding a mysterious cache of unknown things. DON'T HESITATE TO USE VIOLENCE — IT MAY OR MAY NOT BE EFFECTIVE. You are a major, and male (sorry, girls!) and is involved in 1st SFOD-D, better known as Delta Force.